Chapter 337 Don't Live Up to the Sacrifice of Master Brother No. 2 Venerable

Through his piercing eye perspective skill, Lake saw that although his juniors and juniors outside the main hall had activated a large flying sword array, it seemed that the lethality was a bit weak, not very powerful.

After the demon sect's men in black tentatively attacked for more than ten seconds, they found that the power of the sword array was not too great, and began to attack violently again.

The brothers and sisters around the flying sword formation were constantly being killed.

The four old men fighting in the air should be their masters or the elders of Feijianmen. After a while, the head of one of the old men was cut off by a girl in white with a dagger.

The previous four old men couldn't beat the two young girls, Bai Yiqing, but now the three old men couldn't beat them.

"The first chief disciple, Venerable No. 2, listen to the order--" An old man in the head, while still in the air, controlled his flying sword to carefully resist the attacks of the two girls, while persistently calling for Venerable No. 2 to come out, his voice Almost shouted dumb.

Lake tried to use the teleportation skill to teleport away from the hall, but he received a reminder from the heavens online that there is a special confinement in the hall, the teleportation skill can only teleport to the direction of the door, and cannot teleport away from the surroundings.

Teleported to the door, it is no different from going out, Lake continued to look at the brothers and sisters who were fighting the Demon Sect outside, feeling that they could not die anymore, if they die, they will all die, so he stayed here with the flying sword In the main hall of the gate, it is inevitable that he will be killed in the end.

"This Flying Sword Sect is too weak. When it came up, it was slaughtered by the Demon Sect brought by the Qingbai Snakes. The Flying Sword Sect has only this little strength. What are you doing all the time outside with a flying sword? It's going to be good, it's too deceitful to attract the Demon Sect to snatch the cheats of sword control and destroy the family." Lake lamented his background.

Rick bit the bullet and walked out of the hall, and stood at the entrance of the hall, the fighting outside continued.

In the air, the old man with the sword who had been continuously calling out to Venerable No. 2 saw their most outstanding first disciple, Venerable No. 2, and finally appeared. Although he came out slowly, he seemed uninjured.

The old man's expression became agitated, and a smile appeared on his face, but because the old man was distracted and paid too much attention to the situation on the ground, the young girl in Tsing Yi who was fighting him on the opposite side caught him.

The dagger in the girl's hand turned into a green light, piercing through the old man's heart, and the old man also fell from the sky.

"Slap!" It fell into a meatloaf with a sound

Lake watched sadly, another old man who carried the handle of Feijianmen died, and now there are four old men who carried the handle, and now only two are struggling to resist,

It is estimated that the remaining two old men are only a matter of time before they are killed.

Outside the main hall, hundreds of disciples formed the formation of flying swords to slay demons, and one-third of the disciples had already been killed by the demon sect members dressed in black.

After Lake appeared, many men in black who were fighting with their younger brothers and sisters began to pay attention to him.

Lake reckoned that he would not be able to run away by himself now, and that he would be chased away by his front foot, and then he would be blocked by a group of men in black. There are a large number of these men in black, and they are generally gold-level if they can kill their own juniors and juniors.

"Junior brothers and sisters, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood. We have to retreat strategically and leave a fire for Feijianmen. We can't let Feijianmen be buried in the hands of our generation. Disciple No. 2 Venerable orders, run immediately, after running away, practice for a hundred and eighty years and come back to seek revenge from the Demon Sect!"

Lake was about to create chaos. If there were hundreds of fellow disciples running together, the Mozong would definitely not be able to capture them all. He took advantage of the chaos to follow and had a chance to escape.

"Don't hesitate anymore, run! If you can run out, you are the hope of Feijianmen's future revitalization and reconstruction!"

"Run, remember the tragedy of the Demon Sect killing our fellow disciples today, and turn the grief into strength. After a hundred years, we must make the Demon Sect repay today's killing several times!" Lake shouted, encouraging those who are still in control The brothers and sisters who Feijian resisted.

"No. 2 Venerable, you--" The only two old men left in the air heard the first disciple of No. 2 Venerable who had only appeared since the battle, and they didn't participate in the resistance. As soon as they came out, they would take the lead and let the disciple run away. , the old man shouted angrily at the place where Lake was standing, but before he finished speaking, he was pierced between the eyebrows by the dagger of the girl in white and died.

Another old man was also killed by the woman in Tsing Yi a few seconds later.

The corpses of the last two old men of Tianjianmen and the flying swords they controlled fell from the sky one after another.

"Slap!"

"Slap!"

Killed four old men, a girl in green clothes and a girl in white clothes, quickly flew down from the sky with a dagger, and entered the formation formed by the disciples of the Flying Sword Sect on the ground, which has not fully functioned until now.

The dagger was flying and swiping quickly in the hands of the two girls, and every time it hit, it could take away the life of a sword cultivator.

"Run!" Seeing the situation, Lake knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and immediately activated the flying skill of the red levitating cloak on his back, and flew down the mountain away from the Yujian Slaying Demon Formation.

"Senior Brother No. 2 Venerable is right, run!"

"A hundred years later, the Demon Sect will come to you to settle this blood debt!"

The hundreds of Feijianmen disciples who were still fighting no longer resisted and chose to run around.

"Swoosh thin!" The disciple of Feijianmen, flying with his sword, escaped quite fast.

In less than ten seconds, these colleagues caught up with Lake who was flying away with the red levitation cloak.

Lake found that the speed of his red cloak was incomparable to Yu Jian's flight.

This may also be related to the fact that the red magic levitation cloak has not been appointed as its owner until now.

Recently, in private, Lake also tried to persuade the cloak to recognize its owner in advance.

But the cloak actually made an excuse and said, "I feel that you have a problem with your character. Unless you prove your strength and defeat Dormammu to defend the earth, you won't recognize the Lord."

Lake couldn't do anything about this dishonesty and framed his red magic cloak.

Lake looked at the juniors and juniors flying past him quickly, he reached out and tried to grab one, so that they could take him and escape with the sword.

It's a pity that these juniors and juniors are not very lethal in controlling the flying swords to fight, but they run faster and faster one by one.

Lake also heard the conversations of the younger brothers and sisters who flew past him.

"Fortunately, practicing the basic skills of flying swords is to fly with the sword. What the senior brother said is right, it is very important to practice the basic skills firmly!"

"Ah! Why didn't senior brother summon the flying sword? He flies so slowly, he will be caught by the demon sect behind, and he will end badly if he is caught!" A female junior sister said.

"Senior Brother No. 2 Venerable is really good. He is the one who stays at the end for us to stop the Demon Sect from arresting us!"

"Don't let down the sacrifice of Senior Brother No. 2 Venerable, let's fly!"

"Swoosh skinny!"

Lake watched Yu Jian's flying brothers and sisters fly away, and it was too late for him to ask for help.

"Cloak, hurry up, your speed and dignity! Fly quickly, the people from the Demon Sect are coming later!"

"Cloak, fly, fly so slowly, you are climbing! Climbing is faster than you!"

Lake was in the air, surrounded by dozens of black-clothed men. These black-clothed warriors of the Demon Sect could also fly for a short time with their own magic weapons or their own cultivation.

Surrounded, Rick stopped the cloak's flying skills and landed on the ground.

Lake watched two long-legged girls in green and white clothes flying towards him, and stopped not far from him.

The two girls held daggers in both hands, ready to fight again with their senior brother, the head of the Flying Sword Sect.

"Well, I choose to surrender. You just said that if you surrender, you won't be killed. It doesn't count!" Lake put his hands on his sides, pretending not to attack.

Lake used the Fiery Eye skill to glance at the two girls, both of whom were platinum-level.

With this strength, even if the Queen comes, she will kneel down. Lake can't beat it now, even if he summons 300 Spartan warriors, he can't beat it. There are hundreds of gold-level black-clothed warriors from the demon sect around here.

Lake had just come to this world not long ago, and the avatar hadn't read the Dafa scroll of demon disintegration for a year. Even if the avatar was summoned, it only had 80% of his attributes, and he couldn't use the self-mutilation burst skill, which was useless against powerful enemies.

Lake felt that the world of the blue and white twin snakes in the northern hemisphere was stronger than he expected. He had underestimated the strength of the demons and cultivators.